Cooking Show (L)
My husband loves sweets. It has been somewhat of a source of tension in our relationship as I like to eat healthy and stay fit. I have always felt bad because I never bake for him even though I know he loves it.
This month has been very hectic and busy for us, and my love has been working extremely hard for our family which means we have had very little time with one another. He left on a trip and every night I longed for him. Throughout his time away I fantasized of what I would do to him when I got my hands on him again and how I could thank him for all his hard work. I was walking through a store and saw a really cute apron. The only thing I could think of when I saw it was the apron on my naked body and cupcakes.
The day came for him to arrive home. I couldn’t wait. I took a long hot shower exfoliating with coconut oil and sugar making sure my bald pussy was as smooth as could be. I put on my hottest pair of daisy dukes, styled my hair just the way he loves, loaded our two rambunctious kiddos into the car and drove to meet him where he was coming in. The kids and I ran to greet him and after he hugged and kissed the little ones, he pulled me into his body and kissed me passionately.
“Babe, you look so hot!” he whispered into my ear as I felt a bulge in his pants rise. He pulled me in tighter and I pressed my hips into his growing erection.
“I can’t wait until the kids go to bed tonight,” I panted into his ear. We were reluctant to let go of one another, but as parents of small children daytime sex is a rare thing. We tried to hide our flirting throughout the day. Any chance I got to grind my ass into his still hard cock I did.
We ate dinner and as he was thinking about having a second serving I gave him the look and said, “I think you should save some room for later.”
His eyes instantly lit up. “Oh baby, bed time cannot come soon enough!” he exclaimed.
The moment we had been waiting for, kiddos bedtime finally arrived! I kissed my two little loves and told them daddy is going to put them to bed tonight.
I left the room brushing my hand over my husband’s aching cock and whispered in his ears “Are you ready?” He quickly shot back, “You naughty girl, I saw the oven is already on!” I smiled and walked out.
It wasn’t long until my husband came bounding out of the kids room to find me wearing nothing but my apron, bright red high heels and pearls around my neck. “Take a seat,” I told him, “I think you deserve a treat tonight.” He eagerly obeyed my command. Feeling his eyes possessing me with such force made my already wet pussy start to drip.
“The key to amazing cupcakes is the right ingredients,” I explained. I made an effort to explain everything I was doing and spun it to be dirty. I bent over to reach into the refrigerator to grab some eggs, allowing him a full shot of my naked ass and bald pussy. His breathing got faster as I put all of the ingredients into the bowl. I grabbed the bowl and held it low in front of my crotch. I grabbed a hand whisk and started to slowly beat the delicious chocolate mixture.
I flexed my hips and said, “The key to perfect cupcakes is beating the batter just right. Sometimes you have to go slow and tender and other times you just have to beat it as fast and hard as you can.” I began pounding the bowl with my whisk as fast as I could making my whole body move and shake with the rhythm. As I bounced back and forth stirring the cupcake batter my tits popped out of the side of my apron. Finally the batter was smooth but of course you have to taste it before baking. I dripped some batter on my hard nipple and asked him if he approved. He greedily got up and sucked my tit hard and strong getting every last drop off. He gave me a smile of approval, so I spun around pressing my wanting ass hard into his throbbing cock. I scooped the mixture into the cupcake pan, and he began kissing the spot on my neck that always spirals me out of control.
My arms were shaking as I tried to fill the cupcake pan. I spilled everywhere and said, “This is going to get messy.” My knees were shaking, my pussy was dripping, my oven was cooking. I set the timer and said, “Now, what are we going to do for 2o minutes? Don’t think that I am going to make love to you until these cupcakes are done!”
He let out a low guttural growl, picked me up and carried me to our bed. He threw me down, spread my legs, lifted my apron and began kissing my thighs. He loves it when my cunt is soft and smooth and grinned when he saw the other treat I had prepared for him. He hungrily dove into my pussy pushing his hot tongue along the length of my slit. He sucked my pussy lips enjoying every drop that was now flowing from within. He worked his way to my pulsating clit and slowly and steadily slammed his warm flat tongue against it.
“I’m going to cum!” I screamed as I grind against his mouth, “Oh don’t stop, YESSSSSS.” I exploded on his face smashing him against me. I was out of breathe and shaking with ecstasy. “I need you to screw me now” I panted.
“No, you told me to wait until the cupcakes were done.”
“Forget what I said! FUCK ME! I need you. Please don’t make me wait!”
“No.”
He flips me onto my stomach and takes off my drenched apron. He kisses the back of my neck which is the cruelest thing he could do right now as I quiver with need for his massive cock to fill me. His hands slip in between my legs and he works his fingers to my exploding clit. “If you aren’t going to stick you dick in me, bang me with your fingers!” I beg. First he slips one finger, then two, then three and begins drilling my snatch with the same force I had used on beating the cupcake batter. “Slap my pussy!” I cry out. I am so close to coming again when he stops and walks out the door. I heard him open the oven door and pull out the warm moist delicious cupcakes. Completely annoyed that he knowingly walked away as I was about to cum, I grabbed my vibrator and began pushing it in and out of my very needy cunt. He walks back in, grabs the vibrator and begins driving it in hard and fast. It doesn’t take but a second for me to explode into my second orgasm which nearly sent me to the hospital! He possessively snatches the vibrator out of my shaking pussy, throws it on the floor, doesn’t even bother to turn it off. He pounds his hard aching cock into my spasming tight pussy with the sound of the vibrator still shaking on the floor. Harder and harder he slams into me. I can feel his balls smacking my ass. I can barely handle the ecstasy and I burst into my third orgasm. In this moment I feel my already sopping taint fill up with his cum. It spills down to his balls and around both of our thighs soaking our bed. We try to catch our breath as we look into each others eyes and laugh. “I missed you.” I whisper.
“Not more than I missed you.” He responds.
We grab a towel mop up what we can and go out to enjoy the best cupcakes either of us have ever eaten.
Loved this Nutmeg! Ben loves sweets as well, gonna have to make him some cupcakes. Mmmmm got a little tingle thinking about it!
I think I’ll like sweets a lot more if I eat them this way! 😉
Very much enjoyed this story. Would love for my wife to say the words “fuck me right now.” Alas, the word “fuck” is a complete turn off for her, as I expect it is for many of the readers. Regrettably it is a word solely associated with vulgarity or abuse per her upbringing, whereas I think it can be also associated with raw, passionate desire between a husband and wife. For those of you who are free from this negative association, enjoy your freedom.
I completely agree that the word “fuck” is extreme and vulgar. I never use the word in my regular vocabulary but when I am alone with my husband sometimes no other words are as powerful and passionate. Words are really important to me and frankly I run out of words to express my desperate need for my husbands physical touch. It took me a while to be comfortable using it, at first it just slipped out of my mouth in a quiet whisper and with time both my husband and I have grown to understand it.
Really enjoyed both of your stories on here…keep it up!
Another great one, Nutmeg! I love your creativity!
Wow! Just when I thought I was beginning to be creative…I am again humbled by a story like this!! 🙂
What a great moment Nutmeg – and you captured it so well for us with your wonderful writing.
Guess what I’ll be thinking of – every time I walk by cupcakes in the store for the rest of my life?
Thank you and God bless you and your family.
You turned the heat up in our house again.
So great. So horny. Might go make some cupcakes!
Very hot! Great way to reconnect after time apart.
“nothing says lovin’ like something from the oven!” Great story Nutmeg. Can’t wait till Christmas!
This was a great story. It had me hard the whole time. I love the detail and could relate this to many of my fantasies of my wife. It especially has me craving her sweet pussy juice. Need my wife tonight. Thanks for the story Nutmeg. Truly did a great job with the cupcake batter.
Great job!!
I’ve been treated by similar steamy greetings after business trips.
Wild and out of control.
Hope you make him cupcakes again soon.
I love this!!!! God bless
cup cake is now my best sweet choice since it remind me with this sexy hot wife